A forceful marriage tied her up in a facade of a contract to him. What seemed like a bond of love ended up being a result of hatred. A mere devil's pawn, she thought to herself. Filled with nothing but hatred, remorse, and regret. Unknown to her, he loved her with all his broken pieces. She regretted the day she signed those papers, and he regretted the day he let her go. She loved him. He loved her. As simple as it is, it is as complicated as that. Ever laid an eye on something and, without worrying about the price, laid a tag on it? Well, meet "Avery Gardner!!!" The ever-so-perfect Daddy's girl who has everything and even more than she could ever ask for except for LOVE. Anyone she ever met always broke her heart and had eyes just on her money, making her believe there's no man born who is made for love. Ever had a perfect family, a perfect life, and watched that shatter in front of you, life by life? Losing everything little by little, "Nicholas Nunez" had an ideal life. From that breathtaking face of his to a wealthy lifestyle and the perfect family, he watched them all fade away. One fatal accident, and he's bound to a wheelchair. Having no room for emotions any longer, all he craves is REVENGE. ! A billionaire romance novel that is graded R and includes a detailed sexual subject. Readers' discretion is advised.
"Why did you marry me in the first place when you never loved me?" – A tear slipped down my cheek as I glared at him angrily.
"Answer me!!!" – I yelled, anticipating at least he would open his mouth and speak to me, but then he sat in his wheelchair looking at the outside view through the casement window.
"Dammit, you can't treat me like this. I'm leaving. This isn't a marriage; this isn't home. You fucking locked me in this gigantic place you call home; it's nothing but a prison to me."
Still, there was no answer; he didn't even bother to look at me. I was done at this point. Before everything blows up and I kill myself, I need to get out of this shit.
I walked out, shutting the door behind me with a loud thud. I strode to my room and packed my stuff, crying. I still had no idea why I was crying over something that meant nothing to me.
I should be happy that I'm getting my freedom finally, but here I was crying like a maniac. I dragged my suitcase and stopped at his room door. There was no sight of him; without thinking much, I descended the stairs. When I approached the main door, a big tower blocked me.
Looking up, I saw it was one of Nicholas's men. "Move!" – I shouted.
"You cannot leave ma'am, head back inside." – Said the guard in his robotic voice.
"Who the fuck you think you can order me? Move now before I hit you." – He crossed his arms and stood there looking straight.
When I tried to push him, I heard a cold, stern voice from behind.
"You think you can leave that easily before even I make your life hell?" – I turned around to see Nicholas in his wheelchair glaring and fuming at me in anger. His eyes turned red as he sneered at me devilishly.
"What do..." – Before I could complete the sentence, he rudely cut me off.
"Avery, get back to your room now, else you'll be dead the next minute. I will not even repent and grieve over your lifeless body." – He feuded at me.
The way he spoke and grimaced sent chills to run up and down my spine. I am stubborn and if he thinks he can kill me that easily without me fighting back, let the game begin because I'm not staying in this fucking house and with him anymore.
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This book is graded "R" and is not relevant for people under 18. Read at your own risk.
This is a Romance novel, which comprises mystery, too much drama, plot twists, death, mention of abortion, heartbreak, suspense, and a complex sexual subject.
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For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
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The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .